Snippet #1645328

(Hey guys, I'm going to try and catch up with you guys in this one post, from the velvet room to the red time. I've not had time to read all of the posts so tell me if I've got it wrong at any point.)

Jonathan was still sitting in the tree outside his apartment. He was reading the wizard of oz for about the hundredth time. He flipped opened his phone and checked the time.
21:12. So much for the world ending...I knew that was a load of shit anyw- He could feel himself slip but couldn't turn to grab the tree and started to fall. It took no longer than a blink of the eye but the change definitely happened.

Jonathan hit the ground suddenly.
"Welcome to the velvet room. My, that looks painful. Oh well, you'll be fine in a matter of minutes."
Jonathan sat up straight and stared at the man in closed mouth surprise.
"Um...where am I...?"
"You are in the velvet room. I am a resident of this place, and so are you until I can explain things."
"Who are you anyway?" He couldn't stop staring at his FREAKISHLY HUGE FUCKING NOSE!
"I...am Igor. Pleasure to make your acquaintance. Please, sit...or rather, please sit on the couch." Jonathan stood up, somewhat unsteadily as he did just fall out of a tree into...somewhere, and sat down on the velvet couch. Igor lifted up a book that was on the table and looked at the title. Jonathan noticed the title.
"Hey, I was reading that. That is mine!"
"Your mother gave it to you, correct? The night she died. She would read you it every night as it was the only thing that would help you get to sleep." Jonathan snatched the book from his hands and cradled it to his chest.
"So, why am I here?"
"You are here, because you have the potential to help save the world." Jonathan looked at him for a second after he said this and burst out laughing.
"From what exactly?"
"Armageddon." Jonathan stopped laughing at him and looked at the man seriously.
"When?"
"About six minutes ago. I need you to travel back to when the threat began and help the others to accomplish this great feat. Good luck."

Jonathan opened his eyes and he was lying outside on the grass under the same tree with the same book in his hand. He brought out his phone and looked at the date.
21-12-11? 21:12"
"Ok, confused..."

Later that day

Jonathan was still wandering aimlessly around the town searching for anything that would prove that this was just a dream, but all that he could do was remember that what was happening, even on the TV and radio, was the exact same as he remembered last year. On this exact day.

Even later that day
Jonathan was in the forest where he liked to practice. He swung his bo staff hitting the targets that he had hung from the trees. He hit target '1' again as it came down and swung low for '3' and then jabbed at '6' and slammed his staff on the ground and propelled himself into the air then kicked '2' and hit the ground, dropping his bo staff, and sweeping his leg hitting '4' as if swiping someones legs away to trip them and grabbed his bo staff, using it flip backwards with the end of his staff on the ground and landing ready to fight again.

Once training was done, he walked back in the direction if his apartment. A weird sensation came over him and he gripped his head in pain. He closed his eyes and tried to block out the pain but it was futile. The pain finally stopped and he opened his eyes to see...nothing. Everyone on the street was gone. He walked towards the mall, hoping that more people would be there. everything had a red glow emanating from it and the moon was a blood red color.
"What the hell...?"